Jockey girl, the undefeated black ghost

Did she retire and choose to leave the ranks of horse racing girls, or was there some other reason that made her leave the academy.

Or, it's just a simple record loss.

No one knows that the record of this legendary horse girl will always stop on that endless grassland.

But her deeds will always be passed down in the stories of the horse girls, and her experience is also used as a catchphrase, engraved in the school mottoes of various horse girl schools.

One horse takes the lead, ten thousand horses lose light.

While revealing the cruelty of the game, it also silently conveyed the deeds of this horse girl.

Looking at the silent Suzuka that was getting faster and faster, the girl followed closely behind.

Concentrate...you should be able to say that.

Silent Suzuka's concentration was different from anyone the girl had ever seen.

Her sight is not on the end point, but on a position farther away than the end point.

This reflects the difference between the girl and her.

In order to be able to enter the state of the domain, the girl must concentrate her mind highly, and in this case, she must set a goal.

This target can be a person or an object, as long as the eyes can see it, no matter what it is.

The teenage girl needs this goal as a primer to help her get into a hyper-focused state.

When competing with Narita Bairen and others, she was looking at the finish line.

When she played against Maruzenski, she watched Maruzenski.

Different fields have different goals.

But Silent Suzuka broke the inherent concept.

She goes into a hyper-focused state, not focusing on a physical goal.

but a concept.

Ahead, her focus is 'Front'.

There is no need for people, objects, or even destinations.

For her, the front is everything, she wants to enjoy this uninhabited scenery alone, and simply yearns for that unattainable light.

This is the decisive difference between her and the girl.

Actively entering the field and forcibly entering the field, the two sound similar, but they are very different in essence.

As Sunday Tranquility said, what she lacks is not awareness or strength, but the state of mind on the field.

Unknowingly, her running posture has been affected by various abilities and tactics, and she no longer moves freely, but keeps switching methods.

In this way, the distance from 'nature' is getting farther and farther away.

This should be what Sunday Tranquility wanted to tell herself.

The girl followed the footsteps of Silent Suzuka, and at this moment, the orange-haired girl who was in the center of her vision suddenly turned into a fiery red color.

The original asphalt road also turned into clear grass in an instant, and the rustling sound of running echoed in my ears.

In a daze, the girl closed her eyes, and when she opened them again, the scene just now had disappeared.

hallucinations?

The girl frowned.

For a moment just now, she seemed to see the scene that kept appearing in the dream.

what happened……

With a fixed gaze, the girl looked to her side.

She could feel that Sunday Tranquility was here, but her aura was different from ever before.

It seems to dissolve in the air and become one with the world.

It should be able to describe it like this.

"I miss it so much."

Inadvertently, the girl heard such a voice.

What is she talking about... nostalgia?

At this moment, the girl's eyes widened.

In front of her eyes, such a picture slowly emerged——

'Yo little one, are you out there alone?Ah... don't be so defensive, I was just attracted by your running posture. '

The young black-haired girl looked suspiciously at the person in front of her.

With fiery red hair and snow-white highlights, she approached while saying something that made people relax their guard.

'Where did you learn to run? ' asked the other party.

The young girl still looked wary, but she replied: 'My own. '

'No one taught you. '

She shook her head.

"That's it..." whispering, the man squatted down, with emerald eyes, looking at the girl.

'It's a very beautiful pose, it reminds me of them. '

'……they? '

'Well, three amazing people, I grew up in their arms. '

Stretching out his hand, the other party touched the head of the young girl in front of him.

'Don't mind if I tell you. '

A story about the Three Goddesses.

Chapter 173 Sunday Silence

The distance to the [Beijing Championship] is getting closer, and the contestants are training intensely.

In fact, the attention of this game is not high. As a GⅢ event, the popularity is not as good as that of GI. In addition to the mud race, the attention becomes even smaller.

So before the race, there were basically no reports on the Horse Racing Girl Daily.

But that's not to say the game is completely without merit.

After the rules were changed, horse girls from many places set this event as their debut in the center. It is said that at least half of the horse girls are from remote local schools.

This attracted a considerable part of the audience, but it also dissuaded many people.

In their impression, it has become a deep-rooted concept that the local government is not as good as the central government.

The reason why Xiaolimao is so famous is because she broke people's traditional cognition and used her local status to kill all directions in the central government, won the big reward competition, and left outstanding results.

Looking at the entire racehorse girl group, how many little chestnut hats are there?It may take several years or decades to appear.

Therefore, most of the local race horse girls are still not as good as the central government. Even if they can participate in the competition, they basically come to make up the number.

Xiaoli Mao alone is not enough to pry the whole group's ideas.

So the gimmick of this game, some people sang it well and some people sang it badly, but overall it didn't cause too much trouble.

But under this seemingly calm lake, there are a small group of people moving quietly.

"Do you want to stay on it? But more and more people are watching, and the 'ghost' didn't say that this is not what she wrote. Putting it on it may mislead the audience..."

Due to the announcement letter on the website, Izumi Fujii contacted the cafe in Manchester.

As the creator of the website, he naturally also saw the unidentified news, so he contacted 'Miss Tranquility' urgently. After learning that the matter had nothing to do with them, he was about to delete it quickly, but they stopped him.

"It's okay, don't delete it, don't restrict it, just put it on top."

"But in this case..." Fujii Izumi hesitated.

This will reduce the credibility of the website. It is obviously to gather people who support the black ghost, but in the end it is all false statements.

Soon they'll be abandoning the site, and fledgling fan groups will disperse.

What he hopes to see is a community full of healthy and positive discussions, and it is enough for supporters to know.

"May I ask why?"

"The reason..." After thinking for a while, Manchester Teahouse recalled what the 'friend' explained to her.

Maybe there are others, who have thoughts about themselves.

And this person is not the central government.

And probably not Treyson College.

Hearing this, Fujii Izumi narrowed his eyes.

As a reporter, he quickly understood what the other party meant.

"Third party."

Not a ghost, not a central third party sending a message.

That's what it means.

"Is it possible that an audience member wrote it indiscriminately?"

After all, he didn't impose any restrictions on the board, anyone can speak.

"I can't rule out this possibility, so I have to keep it. Let's use this time to see the reality."

If someone really wants to do something on [Beijing Tournament], she can confirm the authenticity of the message, and let the other party know if it is not deleted. The website can indeed provide her with a way to send information.

Even if nothing happens, it is not too late to confirm that the information is false and delete it.

After weighing the pros and cons, they finally decided to leave this message for more people to see.

Listening to the other party's analysis and inference, Fujii Izumisuke stopped talking too much.

He nodded and said, "I understand. If that's the case, I'll pay more attention to the other party's movements."

If there is really another force other than the central government, then things will become more delicate.

[Beijing Tournament] Ah, I thought it was an irrelevant competition, so I wanted to give myself a day off.

It seems to be busy again.

But compared to the company's mandatory overtime, he is now enjoying it.

……

"President Rudolph, this is the entry list for local students."

In the student union room, Qi Chuo put the compiled materials in front of Rudolph, who nodded and raised his hand to take it.

"Thanks, air tank."

"Um……"

"What's wrong?"

"No, nothing."

Air Tank shook his head.

Originally, she wanted Rudolph to take a break, after all, she had been working continuously for three hours.

But next to Rudolph, the woman named Qian Huichuan worked for nearly five hours.

Rudolph sat there before class, and when he came back from get out of class, he still sat there, and she hasn't moved her position until now.

The inspectors sent by the central government supervise the code of conduct symbolized by Rudolph.

When I first heard the news, I was stunned for a moment, suspecting that I had heard it wrong.

When the other party sat in the student union room and regarded it as his own studio, Qi Chuo realized that the central government was not joking.

how so……

Even if Teresan is a training institution operated by URA, I have never seen them make such a tough move.